The bon fire became a hot blazing inferno. We had to stand over 30 ft. away because it was so hot.
The ashes and embers behind my Dad are what was left of the pile.
We took advantage of the fire and made a smaller ember pile at a cooler distance to roast hot dogs and make smores.
It was the perfect day for a weenie roast.
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Tiffany and James came and had some dogs and smores too.
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Kevin was the master marshmellow roaster
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